Shamir/Supports

With Byleth (Female)

B Support

• Shamir: Thanks for your help out there. Battles tend to go smoother with you around.
  • The same to you.
  • Smoother?
• Shamir: ("The same to you.") Heh. I think you did most of the heavy lifting. It may be unwise to think this way on the battlefield... But I feel I can trust your commands without question.
  • Why's that?
  • I still make mistakes.
• Shamir: ("I still make mistakes") Don't we all? But, judging by the results of our recent battles, you're clearly good at this. I've also noticed that you've been putting me in more precarious situations lately. Almost like you know I won't question your orders.
  • My apologies for that.
  • I know I can rely on you.
• Shamir: ("I know I can rely on you") Hah! I'm glad you trust me to get the job done, but still... I knew you were doing it on purpose. You're a very important position, now that you're leading the charge against the Empire. Funny to think you used to just teach at the Officers Academy. Your old students still call you "Professor." That's no title for the commander of an army.
  • There's no harm in it.
  • I actually like it.
• Shamir: (I actually like it.) You'll always be their professor, huh? You sure are an interesting one. My people lost the war and I was left to wander Fódlan alone, but I guess meeting you was my prize. You look confused. Did you not know any of this? I was living in my homeland of Dagda, up until the Imperial army destroyed it 10 years ago. But, being a mercenary, I have no real allegiance. That's why I'm working here now. Don't worry, though. I don't plan to turn on you.

With Hubert

C Support

• Shamir: What is it, Hubert?
• Hubert: Nothing in particular. I was just recalling your impressive skill with a bow. I'm willing to bet you could put an arrow through the neck of an enemy general from quite a distance. In fact, to any leader's bodyguard, I would go so far as to say you pose the most dangerous kind of threat.
• Shamir: Don't worry your fragile little self. Your lady princess is safe. I wouldn't shoot my employer.
• Hubert: I would certainly hope not. But there are some mercenaries to whom a contract means little. And you would do well to remember that Lady Edelgard is no mere "princess." You should take care to learn the proper form of address for your employer.
• Shamir: I said "lady." I already told you. I'm not going to break the princess's contract.
• Hubert: What did I just say?
• Shamir: Proper address. Right. Next time.
• Hubert: My patience has limits, you know. For the moment, you may stand in Lady Edelgard's good graces. But if you become a problem, I will not hesitate to eliminate you.
• Shamir: You're unstable, Hubert. Be careful who you threaten. I don't take kindly to those who get in the way of my contracts.
• Hubert: Is that a threat?
• Shamir: Just some advice.

With Dedue

C Support

• Dedue: Shamir.
• Shamir: Ah. It’s... you. What is it?
• Dedue: I have a message from His Highness. He will meet you in front of the library tomorrow evening.
• Shamir: Evening. Library. Front. Got it. Oh, one more thing...

(Shamir swipes at Dedue)

• Dedue: ...
• Shamir: A bug landed on your shoulder. Sorry if I startled you.
• Dedue: Hm.
• Shamir: Anything else?
• Dedue: No.
• Shamir: Good.
• Dedue: You get to the point. It makes you easy to deal with.
• Shamir: Likewise. No need to say what isn’t worth saying, right?
• Dedue: Precisely. Few others seem to think so.
• Shamir: Agreed.
• Dedue: ...
• Shamir: ...
• Dedue: That is all. Farewell.
• Shamir: Farewell.

B Support

• Shamir: Dutiful as ever, Dedue.
• Dedue: What are you suggesting?
• Shamir: You’re always busy delivering messages.
• Dedue: You mean His Highness’s orders.
• Shamir: Does he need you to run such trivial errands?
• Dedue: He should not trouble himself over them. I am honored to attend His Highness, and to represent him in all matters. Ever since he saved my life, serving him has given me reason to live.
• Shamir: Reason to live? Huh.
• Dedue: Your relationship to the archbishop seems similar.
• Shamir: Not quite. I joined the knights to repay a debt I owed Rhea. The debt’s been repaid, so she’s nothing more than a former employer.
• Dedue: Then you are not motivated by loyalty.
• Shamir: Not especially. I wouldn’t call Rhea my “reason to live.”
• Dedue: And if a higher-paying employer comes along?
• Shamir: I’d consider it. That’s what mercenaries do.
• Dedue: Then yes. We are completely different.
• Shamir: Everyone’s different. I’m not trying to criticize your loyalty. I’ve seen a lot of people like you all over the world. They don’t tend to last very long though. Try not to end up like them.
• Dedue: Thank you for the warning.

A Support

• Dedue: Is this your dagger, Shamir?
• Shamir: I thought I lost it in battle. Thank you. I wonder if this dagger will ever fulfill its purpose...
• Dedue: Unexpectedly sentimental. I did not think you would be the type to let personal feelings affect you in battle.
• Shamir: I try to think of it as just work, but I’m still human. Was there anything else?
• Dedue: I was hoping we could chat.
• Shamir: That’s not like you. Our only common ground is brevity. Now you want to chat? What’s gotten into you?
• Dedue: Despite our superficial similarities, we are actually completely different. So I am interested in learning more about you.
• Shamir: The feeling is mutual. Being born in Duscur, you’re an outsider here in Fódlan. I’ve devoted myself to Fódlan, but really I’m an outsider too. So there are some things that connect us.
• Dedue: You are diligent. As am I.
• Shamir: Even so, I am not like you and never could be.
• Dedue: I could never be like you, either.
• Shamir: That’s just how people are. Even people with deep romantic or familial connections will never be identical.
• Dedue: That is why we should try to understand each other.
• Shamir: Hmph. At least you’re easy to talk to. You could make a good partner for a mercenary like me.
• Dedue: And you could make a good partner for one as devoted to the Kingdom as I.
• Shamir: That depends on how much your master would pay.
• Dedue: I would expect no less.
• Shamir: Enough chatting. We should prepare for battle.
• Dedue: Yes. We should talk again, when we have time.
• Shamir: I’m always around.